I'm twenty-four chapters in on my first pass of Rockstar's revisions for The Witch's Eye. Thought I'd add this Photoshopped image for flair. How disturbing is that? Feeling pretty good about how things are going. I haven't read through my novel since I started querying at the beginning of December, and I'm amazed by the perspective. Some of the world-building things I'd included, which I'd felt were so necessary at the time for the authenticity of the novel, seem completely disposable now. Hopefully, that means I'm doing some significant streamlining and refocusing. Hopefully.
Personally, I feel it's a slothlike process and my progress is much like a tortoise on a treadmill. But then I remember that I've only had the notes since Thursday, which sends me into a tizzy worrying that I'm going too quickly.
Why can't we writers just be cool, calm and confident with what we do? Why are we eternally paranoid about every decision we make?
Ah yes. I'd forgotten that I'd been clinically diagnosed with a serious case of WIMPS.
Writing is inherently lonely.
You're doing great. I turned mine around in a two-week timeframe, and I thought that was a nice place between too fast and too slow. I know one of my agent-mates turned around her revisions in 4 days, and she went on submission right after that. So, I say, just do them however quickly you feel works for you.
ReplyDeleteJen, you're the BEST!
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